I clear my throat. “What are y’all up to today?”
“I’m taking Hazel to the park, maybe out for some ice cream.”
“That’s nice.” I wait for him to ask me what I’m doing or invite me, but he doesn’t. He’s staring out the back window, scowling. He did a lot of that this past week for some reason. I want to ask him what’s going on, but it’s not my place.
Hazel tugs on his arm. “Daddy, can Abby come with us?”
I smile, which promptly disappears when her father’s jaw tightens. “I’m sure Abigail has things she needs to do.”
I’m back to being Abigail again.
Why was he so nice to me when I moved in with him if he was just going to turn around and be a dick? I swear, I’ll never understand men.
Ignoring the sting in my eyes, I muster a smile. “Actually, Hazel, I have plans. Thank you so much for the invitation, though.” The invitation her father clearly didn’t mean to extend. I lean down to hug her. “Have fun, okay?”
I finish buttering my toast as quickly as possible and am reaching into the cabinet for a mug when Hazel’s giggle makes me turn.
Nick’s doing push-ups in the living room while Hazel sits on his back. “Faster, Daddy.”
“Slave driver.”
Funny how he doesn’t have that edge with his daughter. Just with me.
Did I do something wrong?
Maybe stop staring at the man while he does push-ups.
After I pour my coffee, I scuttle back to my room and grab my phone to send Paige an S.O.S.
Me: Nick’s being weird. I think he’s mad at me.
Paige: Because his daughter found your huge vibrator?
My face goes scarlet. Baylee wasted no time telling Paige about the vibe incident.
Me: I blame you for telling me I had to get one!
Paige: Your eyeballs will roll back in your head, I promise.
Me: I’m scared to use it. What if I don’t like the rabbit ears?
Paige: That’s the best part!
Me: Now I feel weird using it. Like Nick will know.
Paige: *laughing emoji*
My phone buzzes with a reminder that I have a tutoring session in an hour.
Me: You can joke all you want, but he’s being standoffish this morning. Like he’s mad at me. You’re right. It’s probably because I had a huge sex toy lying around that his daughter found.
Paige: Maybe he fantasized about you using it.
I suck in a breath. Closing my eyes, I can see him lying in bed without a shirt on. His hand would rub his strong chest and then dip down beneath the sheets. He’d grab his thick erection on a groan, and start—
My phone buzzes in my hand, and I almost drop it.
Paige: If you don’t like that model, there’s a smaller toy you could start with.
